Shrouding the sky: starting from the magic jar of swallowing the sky Chapter 374: The Lord of Fluttering Light, the Emperor Cauldron returns to his throne
Chapter 374: The Lord of Fluttering Light, the Emperor Cauldron returns to his throne
The gray-haired old man sat in the majestic palace. He was dressed in black gold clothing, with a crown on his head, and his eyes were like lightning. He had a majestic look that was completely different from the past.
He looked down at the people below, and the next moment, his eyes shot out two black lights, extremely deep, like black gold, becoming the only one in the world, gorgeous and eternal, flying downward.
"ah!"
"Ancestor!"
The two Immortals exclaimed, they wanted to resist, but in an instant, lines intertwined, forming a network of order, showing the tangible power of law!
However, everything was in vain. The shining chain of order instantly penetrated the two big hand seals in the void, and then bound the two people. No matter how hard they struggled, it was useless.
Everyone present was in shock, and several half-step masters were even more distraught. They did not expect that their ancestors were planning to liquidate them.
At the same time, the Holy Master of the Ji family, Ji Tianyao, and the eighth ancestor of the Ji family also took action, restraining the five Xiantai monks and capturing them at the foot of the stairs.
Looking at his seven descendants, the gray-haired old man said with sharp eyes, "What is going on with Ji Yanyun and Ji Li? Tell me everything you know."
"Ancestor, what on earth is going on? We are not guilty!" A powerful man shouted unwillingly.
He is the third eldest son of the Ji family, and his cultivation level is also the highest among the seven. He is only one step away from entering the Holy Lord realm. He is the fourth figure in the Ji family and has great power of speech.
Seeing the leader like this, the others also cried out for injustice.
"If you humiliate a powerful person like this, there must be a provision in the family code!"
"Old ancestor, what happened? We are going to kill each other. If outsiders know about it, the family will be humiliated."
Hearing these words, the eighth ancestor of the Ji family looked calmly and said calmly: "Now that things have come to this, there is no point in struggling to the death."
Ji Tianyun also showed a stern look. He bowed his hand to the old man and wanted to use thunderous means.
"It's about an ancestral artifact, so deal with it strictly!" The gray-haired old man said coldly, his heart as solid as stone.
After receiving the order from the ancestor, the Holy Master of the Ji family walked forward step by step and came to the opponent.
"Tianyun, do you really have to be so heartless?" The third child of the Ji family was heartbroken, with tears overflowing from his eyes, which made people feel sad.
Ji Tianyun could not bear it in his eyes. This clan brother once saved his life.
But the next moment, he took action and used the soul-searching technique.
"I'm sorry, for the sake of my family, I have no choice." The Holy Master of the Ji family felt sad in his heart, but his eyes shone brighter and he used all the power of his soul.
The crystal clear power of spiritual thoughts came out of the body, and there were strands of Taoist power lingering in it, just like the purest jade in the world, flawless.
The third child of the Ji family wanted to resist, but with the Divine Chain of Zhan Dao in his body, even if his eyes were about to burst, he could only watch the dark light of divine thoughts pierce into his forehead bones and penetrate deep into his immortal platform...
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On the other side, Ji Tianyao and the eighth ancestor of the Ji family also stepped forward, preparing to use soul skills. This made the other six people feel like they were falling into the dark world, as if they had seen their own destiny.
"Ancestors, Yan Yun and Yan Ming went for Ye Fan!" Another Immortal Master finally couldn't bear the pressure and told the truth.
It was precisely because of their help that Ji Yanyun was able to use the Void Mirror.
The other Sendai monks also spoke one after another and told the whole story...
Suddenly, two figures appeared on the main hall. A man stood behind the gray-haired old man. He was as ordinary as ever, with nothing special about him. Even his appearance was very ordinary. After seeing it, it left no impression on anyone.
Beside him, there was a white-haired old man with a rotten aura, and his attitude was extremely respectful.
Although the two of them were standing in the palace, they were separated from the outside world. They were so far away that they could see everything in the palace, but outsiders could not feel their presence.
After the Holy Master of the Ji family confirmed his confession with the results of his own soul search, he and the old Wang of the Ji family came to the black-haired man.
The gray-haired old man said in a deep voice: "Xiao Zu, the most likely possibility is that there is a relationship between Chaos Palace and Qinglian Dynasty, Holy Body Ye Fan and these two extreme forces."
"I used ancestral blood, but I still couldn't recall the Void Mirror. It seems that it was indeed suppressed by other Ji Dao Emperor soldiers." Ji Zi nodded slightly. He was very calm and seemed unfazed.
"I will go to the Central Territory immediately!" The Holy Master of the Ji family said respectfully.
Ji Zi shook her head and said softly: "The ancestral artifact cannot be lost, so I'd better go there myself."
Then, he seemed to have thought of something, and added: "Let Yan Zhi go with me, and take Haoyue and Ziyue with you."
After he spoke, the gray-haired old man and Ji Tianyun both bowed their heads.
"I'll make arrangements right away!" The Holy Master of the Ji family turned around and walked out.
After Ji Tianyun left, the gray-haired old man knelt down and said: "I have committed a serious crime, please punish Xiaozu!"
Seeing the guilty and lifeless look on the gray-haired old man's face, Jizi sighed, with a trace of sadness on his face.
No matter what, this generation of Ji family leaders has made a big mistake. No one is qualified to forgive him until the Void Mirror is recovered.
Ji Zi was silent and said after a long time: "I hope I can find the ancestral artifact this time!"
Then, black light flashed around him and he disappeared from the spot.
The Ji family's great sage's face became even more stern. He waved his sleeves and opened a void passage out of thin air, and then left the place, leaving only the Ji family's Lao Wang alone.
The murals on the ancient palace are very clear, telling the story of the Void Emperor's bloody battles and quelling the turmoil. In the center is a lifelike portrait of the Void Emperor.
The man in the scroll is very similar to Ji Zi. He looks very ordinary, nothing extraordinary, not heroic at all, but he has a kind of temperament that makes people feel at ease.
Bland, ordinary, simple and true.
The gray-haired old man knelt silently in front of the scroll for a long time...
Another force in the southern region, the Holy Land of Light.
In the majestic palace, the Holy Lord of Shaking Light and Li Ming faced off. Lightning and thunder roared all around, sending out wisps of the Holy Lord's power, as if they were about to tear the sky apart.
"Where is the black gold cauldron with the dragon pattern!" Li Daoqing's face was solemn, and he stared at Li Ming with an unwavering expression.
Some time ago, an ancestor of Yaoguang took out the Emperor's Cauldron, and then disappeared with him and the cauldron. No matter how he called, it was useless.
"The disappearance of the imperial soldiers is a major event that shakes the Holy Land. I have been looking for it during this time!" Li Ming looked calm, and his black robe embroidered with blood dragons shone with divine glory, which was extremely sacred.
Faintly, strands of Dao Zhan's aura came out. The great elder of the Shaking Light Holy Land had now stepped into the Half-Step Immortal Third Stage, and his aura was even more breathtaking.
Holy Lord Yaoguang narrowed his eyes slightly, with a bad premonition in his heart. He stared at the existence in front of him who had worked with him for thousands of years, as if he wanted to see something.
However, the other party's aura was as deep as the sea, and his eyes were as calm as the vast starry sky. It was impossible to see clearly what was in his heart.
For a moment, the huge palace fell into deathly silence, with only terrifying thunder and lightning intertwining and blooming with immortal light.
After dozens of breaths, Li Daoqing took a deep breath and wanted to leave. Before leaving, he walked up to Li Ming and said coldly: "In this case, we can only wake up the foundation."
Hearing the threatening words of the other party, the man in black robe showed an elusive smile. He looked down at Holy Lord Yaoguang and said playfully: "Information? I have already brought in the information."
"What did you say?"
Li Daoqing frowned, his heart palpitating, feeling that the other person was very strange.
In the main hall, countless thunder and lightning flowers bloomed, exuding bright brilliance, and an illusory snake flew out from the crack in the void, and then instantly subdued the Holy Lord of Shaking Light.
The sound of rushing river water flows, and a looming long river is shrouded in chaotic mist, making the sound of turbulent waves crashing on the shore and tsunamis reaching the sky.
The vicissitudes of Taoism are full of energy, Su Yu's black hair is disheveled, and lotuses grow every step of the way, as if he is stepping on thousands of ways, walking out of the plain white thunder.
His eyes are deep, as if he is overlooking the chess game in the world, and he has a unique temperament.
"Ask the vast Beidou, who is responsible for the ups and downs!" Su Yu sighed leisurely, as if he was feeling sad for this holy place that has been hundreds of thousands of years old.
Time has passed, and he, a wanderer who "left home", has finally returned to his "hometown", and he has returned home in fine clothes, which can be regarded as fulfilling one of the original owner's wishes.
In an instant, thousands of roars were heard, and three thousand chaotic energy surged out. The sound of "clang" was endless, and the crystal-clear purple gold divine chains came out one after another, filling the palace with the vast aura of time.
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A moment later, Li Daoqing, the Holy Lord of Shaking Light, turned his back, took off his armor, surrendered with courtesy, knelt down in front of Su Yu, and addressed himself as His Highness.
The black-haired young man stood alone on the steps. Above his head, the black gold cauldron with dragon patterns was floating and falling, with countless strands of brilliance hanging down, magnificent and heavy.
Occasionally, the black dragon on the emperor's cauldron roared and shot out a ray of vast immortal power. The power of the extremely powerful sky was shattered. Even the transformed snake of the second heaven of Zhandao was horrified and became more and more awed. In this world, the power of the ancient emperor is unparalleled.